The group came to an abrupt halt at a fork in the trail. One path lead up through more rocky terrain, while the other wound back down through the vegetation. There was no sign of any trail markers. Trevor turned and looked at the rest of them.
"So, anybody want a flip a coin?" Jolene stepped forward.
"There was a note under my door this morning. It was typed, all caps, in a plain white envelope. It said: Take the right path."
"Take the right path? Can I see it?"
"Sorry, I left it in the room. I mean, it was just too weird. Sounded like something my old man used to say. Only his was more like, "
“Take the right path, Jolene, and the Lord will steer you away from evil and into the ways of righteousness."
"What was he," Miranda asked, "a preacher?"
"No. Just a sanctimonious sack of sh
